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Agatha was a professional stewardess, never let emotions hinder her work; till her gaze fell on Paul.
‘Sir, would you like to have something?’ She walked to him.
‘A minute, please’
‘Ummm! I believe you feel like, bread.’
‘Not a bad idea, how can you say...... so?’ Paul raised his head, only to be lost, in her.
‘Ahan!’ Her voice now sensuous, ‘Coz. I feel like, butter.’
And so, love was kindling in the air.
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